Tuesday, January 20, 2009

The sad little boy

He is a sad little boy with a sad little mind that thinks his sad little soul is the saddest little thing you can find. Well the sad little boy never knew the truth because wherever he did go everyone just acted brute.
When the sad little boy went back to his sad little room he felt like the saddest little boy in this sad little world's gloom. In a next sad little day the sun was up and bright and no sad little rain drops were near his sight. What a happy little day thought the sad little boy without any words more to describe his heart so sore... The sad little boy's sad little sore heart couldn't be healed by the happy little sun up on the sky shinning bright. What to do, what to do, thought the little sad boy maybe a little much too trough. He decided to walk outside where not even the saddest little miseries couldn't find a place to hide.
As he puts his sad little foot outside his sad giant house he notices a happy little girl chasing a cat chasing a mouse. He laughs and laughs with his sad little mouth making the brilliant noise of his now happy little voice.
The sad little boy was now a happy little boy chasing with happy little steps a happy little girl.

The mouse is the one caught in the middle all he wanted was to eat some cheese and maybe solve a random riddle!
There goes the sad little mouse running as fast as he can away from the angry freaky cat who's being chased by a happy little girl chased by a happy and little boy.

1 comment:

719 said...

Tá fixe. Gosto muito mais do que da tua poesia. Essa só posso compará-la á do "Grunthos the Flatulent" (lê o hitchhiker's que percebes.

Tambem, se não te importares, da uma olhadela ao meu blog.

K.